Her plan had failed all of those years ago. Katherine had intended to make a secret escape, but Giuseppe and the other town’s folk had been smarter than she’d originally though. They’d captured the vampire and brought her to the tomb beneath Fell’s church, which was where she’d been for a century and a half along with many other vampires. For years, the brunette had been desiccating, having no blood to consume and she’d been okay for the first decade or so. But not after that because after being hungry for so long, she’d started to hallucinate and feel weak. Actually, Katherine didn’t even know just how she’d gotten through all of the years that had passed by, without knowing what was happening outside of the thick walls that ensured her captivity. Now she was at a point where she had no idea how long she’d been here and how many years had gone by - or if anyone was coming for her at all. Since she was more dead than alive by now, the brunette didn’t hear the heavy, stone door open on the other side of the tomb. At this point, she’d been hallucinating for so long that Katherine automatically assumed that this was just another one of those - a mirage, something that couldn’t possibly be real because who would come for her? Not that she knew how much time had passed, but she genuinely felt like she’d been in the tomb for ages and things outside had to have changed a whole lot since 1864. She’d been robbed of living a normal life, of getting to enjoy immortality as a vampire after arriving in Mystic Falls. She wanted it back, all of it, but knew that those years lost would never return to her. She was doomed to be in here and as sad as it was to think about, she would eventually most likely die inside this very room.
